Wabash Cannonball

GoChords.com

I stood on the Atlantic Ocean, On the wide Pacific shore,

Saw the queen of flowing rivers, Mighty mountains by the score.

She's long, tall and handsome, She's loved by one and all,

She's a modern combination called the Wabash Cannonball

Chrs: Listen to the jingle, the rumble and the roar,

Riding through the woodlands, to the hill and by the shore,

Hear the mighty rush of the engines, Hear the lonesome hobo's squall,

Riding through the jungles on the Wabash Cannonball.

Now, the Eastern states are dandies,
So the western people say, From New York to St. Louis,
And Chicago by the way.
Through the hills of Minnesota,
Where the rippling waters fall,
No chances can be taken
On the Wabash Cannonball.

Here's to Daddy Claxton,
May his name forever stand.
Will he be remembered
Through parts of all our land.
When his earthly race is over
And the curtain 'ound him falls,
We'll bear him on to Victory
On the Wabash Cannonball.

Wabash Cannonball

GoChords.com

Printing Tips: